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(Wannabe (J-Live))
I'm a rapper! (What does that mean?) It means I rap.
You know, baggy pants, book bags, baseball caps.
(Ohh, backpacker.) No, a rapper.
You know, 40's and blunts, bitches and gats!
(Ohh, a gangsta.) No, a rapper! I rap.
I like shell toes, break beats, kung-fu flicks.
(Li-Like a beat girl?) Well, that's not quite it.
I sweat myself, I grab my crotch, I curse a lot!
(Ohh, you're from Brooklyn!)
No, a rapper but point tooken
I'm ghetto in the suburbs, white boys are my niggas,
They pay for the studio time, I complain, they fuckin me later
I go to jail a lot, I'm hardcore
(A thug?)
It's bugged, I write poetry out of a deep CD need to be loved
I stand in circles, I roll with crews
I require affirmation, nah'mean? (Word, true!)
I represent! I hold it down in the streets!
(Ohh, you're gravity!) No! I'm a rapper! I rap lyrics over beats!
(Hmm... you mean an MC?)
- Album:
- His Own Self
- How Much Is Water?
- Around the Sun
- S.P.T.A. (Said Person Of That Ability)
- Undivided Attention (EP)
- Then What Happened?
- Reveal the Secret (EP)
- The Hear After
- Always Has Been (EP)
- Always Will Be (EP)
- All of the Above
- The Best Part
- Miscellaneous
- The Early Works of J-Live
- All of the Above (Clean)
- The Best Part Instrumentals
- Money Matters - Single
- Longevity
- Bomb Anniversary Collection: 1991-2001
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 102: June 2002